Rescue Snakes

Hey! My name is Colin, and I’ve always loved weird animals. I finally was able to get a snake, back when I was about 13. I still have him, and he’s still as lovely as ever. But he sparked something inside me. A need to help the reptiles that did need homes. Two snakes later, and I found one of my biggest supporters. His name is King Julien, and honestly. He’s a very sweet boy. He’s defensive and was left beaten badly before being turned into a pet store anonymously. They couldn’t help him, so they sold him to me! $50 and damn, I’ve loved him ever since. He’s a troubled soul, with a bashed in nose, and neurological issues from being hit in the head so many times. He has scars from being burned, and honestly. I wouldn’t trade him for the world. I figured, hey, boa constrictors need homes! People buy them when they’re little and don’t expect them to get so big! So I went on a search, and found one of my dearest snakes. Big Mona (pictured!) was so sweet and lovely. She never hissed, she never struck, and she never, ever, bit anybody. She was a model citizen. Unfortunately, the people who had her before me, power fed her from a young age. Having been fed frequent, fatty meals, was detrimental to her. She died of fatty liver this past summer. Losing a pet is hard, especially one you’ve loved and known needed somebody to care for them. Losing her, shook me completely. I struggled with my own abilities as a keeper of snakes. But by the time we knew, it was far too late. She was a sweetheart, despite being seven feet when she died. She was way overweight too, unfortunately. She was a massive girl, and with her calm demeanour, she helped people around me to realize that snakes weren’t a terrible thing. Snakes could be something other than an angry monster, out to bite everybody.

About the time I lost Mona, I lost my senior Savannah Monitor. He was an old boy. A grumpy soul, who just wanted to eat and cuddle. He used to love superworm and egg salads!! Well, that’s what i called them. He would gobble it down in a minute! My boy, Littlefoot, was a cranky lizard. He was mistreated for years, but with the time we had together, he became a sweetheart. With all my rescues, they became such a big part of my life. Certain ones had certain needs, and others needed more handling than others. And I know, that I don’t know their full story, or when they’ll pass. But I do my absolute best to make sure they’re all happy in the time we have together. Reptiles have become my life, and I couldn’t imagine living without them.

Thank you, for listening to my babbling! I absolutely love talking about my reptiles, and this is a nice place to do so.